Her daughter [remo]

"I'd like to go to your daughters room for the ...um help please if that's okay?" You felt a calm settle over as you accepted the reality of the situation. Either something had changed about the world you lived in or you had been transported to another during your journey here. And it was centred around you John Doe, as unremarkable as they came. Or it could be some dream. You don't pinch yourself of course, why would you want to wake up from this, You shook your head as you got up from the bed, very much looking forward to whatever happened next.

"Oh yes of course. I just want to make sure you're aware that we're happy to help with your disease in any way we can John. You can do anything you want with us and I speak for all Asian women on this. If you want to grope someone, set up some roleplay, go into places normally restricted for males or whatever the disease needs you to do we're all happy to help! I just wanted to make sure that's clear since you seem to need that reassurance. So come on, follow me to my daughter's room so you can use her, I think she's video-chatting with one of her friends." She finished off her statement with a teasing grin and walked towards you, grabbing your hand with her softer, smaller one and leading you to the hallway.

Your cock was rock hard and you had to shuffle a bit as she dragged you along. Your mind was racing as the scenarios she had mentioned raced through your head. You had a few reasons for coming to spend a year studying in Japan. One of them may or may not have been an early introduction to Japanese Adult Videos or JAVs. The scenarios they came up with were so unique and needless to say you had gotten hooked from the get go. Obviously you hadn't come to Japan with the expectation that you could live out your sexual fantasies but who were you to complain if some supernatural event gave you such an opportunity.

Though you felt as if you should try and find out if you had been transported to some sort of alternate universe or if some sort of societal rule had been changed in your original one. What if there were other changes you were unaware of? Mrs. Fukuda had taken some prodding to answer your questions so maybe you should try see if there was some kind of online resource for it or maybe you should look at your Wikipedia page which was apparently a thing. You decided to shelve that line of thinking for later as Mrs. Fukuda stopped in front of a closed door.

You took a deep breath, feeling faintly like you were being lead to some kind of trap. This was it. The mother of your Japanese family had freely offered a hand-job and swallowed your cum with barely any input from you. Then she had explained that you were free to do whatever you wished with any Asian woman in the world or if they were 'well integrated into an Asian culture.' Which you couldn't wait to test out once you got the chance. And now you were in front of the daughter's door, your lips dry and feeling oddly nervous as Mrs. Fukuda reached for the handle.

The door opened to show a small bedroom. Decorated very cutely with fairy lights, aesthetic pictures and fluffy animals. The girl herself was sitting at a small desk with her back to the door. She turned around to look at you, an annoyed expression on her face.

"Mom how many times do I have to tell you, knock before you come in! Like what-" She cut herself off abruptly as she noticed you standing awkwardly holding hands with her mother. You took a moment to look at her. She was very beautiful, pale white skin contrasting against silky black hair. Cherry red lips and dark brown eyes. You were instantly smitten.

You gathered yourself and waved your free hand. A slight grimace passed over her face at your action. You dropped your hand, feeling oddly stung.

Mrs. Fukuda ignored her daughters words and your little interaction. You weren't sure if she somehow hadn't noticed or if she chose to let it be.

"John , meet Emiru! She's your age, so you two should get along just fine. John just needs some help with his yellow fever. I've already given the poor boy a hand job and swallowed his cum but he said he needs some more help. You know we shouldn't trust your father with the cooking so I'll be checking up on it and I'll call you guys when it's ready. So please take care of his sexual needs as we discussed." Mrs. Fukuda once again demonstrated her speedy talking. You felt like you missed something in the exchange between them because Emiru gave absolutely no acknowledgement to her mother's words.

Mrs. Fukuda apparently did not need any, slipping her hand out of yours and walking out without another word. You were definitely missing something here. There was a slight tension in the air as Emiru looked at you with her judgemental doe like eyes.

"Heyyo Em what's going on~? Who's there?" Someone said in English. Both of you jumped a bit, startled out of your awkward silence by the cheery voice. She turned around and you walked in. Feeling some confidence return to you once her eyes were no longer on you.

"Well you know the whole thing with exchange student and the yellow fever guy I told you about last week? Well this is the guy. I guess we'll have to talk later. Let me know how your presentation goes okay? We practiced a ton for it." She spoke in fluent English, only a slight hint of an accent. Her laptop screen was black so you couldn't see who it was she was speaking to. The voice mumbled something back and she closed the laptop.

She looked up over her shoulder at you, looking oddly like Senjougahara from Monogatari with the same and expression of apathy. "Well get to it guy. Use my body or whatever or tell me to do something. Stop standing there like a creep." There was a distinct lack of the warmth that was present when she was talking to her friend.

You couldn't tell if you were put off by her behaviour or aroused by it.